Modern Public Libraries

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6 hours ago, Wizardsleeve said:

I can't say I'm comfortable with the thought of a world without them.  Libraries taught more than how to search for books and research materials, when a proper librarian was in place and was even remotely competent in her job, she could scare the fuck out of undisciplined little gobshites, teach them how to care for books of age, how to find and use an indoor fucking voice, and how to sit in one place for more than five minutes.  You never saw some vile piece of filth crying they had ADHD and downing a bottle of Ritalin, that little cunt was usually in play yard getting a right fucking kicking!  It isn't libraries that need conversion or demolition, it's the fucking cunts who can't parent decent human children to behave just long enough to read a book and expand their vocabulary beyond catch phrases like  "you'll never get into my club," or "I used to be the best on here."

Well maybe we can herd all of those undesirables into all the libraries and then detonate them together.   

[camberwell gypsy]

On 12/2/2018 at 9:03 PM, Roadkill said:

I decided to visit my local library the other day to see if I could get some books on digital art and see if I could improve my already fantastic skills. The last time I ever stepped foot in a library was around 2009 - and I still had books out from that time under my name when I went to renew my card, so after a long, drawling and frustratingly repetitive lecture from the 80 year old Alzheimer's patient being propped up by the main desk and a £15 fine I was finally allowed into the fucking place.

Modern Libraries have always been a mess, but they'd really went all out during my years of absence. Some cunt in the council has decided to implement a small gift shop with the tacky merchandise you've all undoubtedly seen have you ever been unfortunate to visit my neck of the woods; Geordie Language manuals, History of North Tyneside books filled with pictures of miserable looking people in flat caps standing in the middle of dreary looking streets, black and white striped mugs with terms like "wey aye man" and "gannin' to Toon" stencilled across them - generic, overpriced shite locked away in flimsy glass cabinets as if anyone would ever feel the need to nick any of it in the first place. There's also a cafe (located worryingly close to the toilets) that serves packaged sandwiches and canned drinks from a small fridge that doesn't seem to be plugged in, bought fresh from the Co-Op down the road in the morning and sold at what must be at least a 30% mark up, tables filled up with rows of shitty old computers and the questionable people who still use such public services in this day and age and a vast, depressing children's section dominating the rest of the first floor, decorated by colourful rugs and brightly painted shelves all covered by a thick layer of dust because no-one ever uses it (probably because of its proximity to the public-computer weirdos). Oh yes, and if you squint really hard and tilt your head a certain way you might be able to find the tiny, four-shelf collection of ten-year old fiction dumped in the middle of it all.

Upstairs is hardly any better - that's where the non-fiction and reference books are kept, but first you have to pass through the hostile queues of Council tenants who always think you're trying to cut to the front because the main Council offices are right at the top of the stairs - and its obviously a very rare occurrence that someone is there to use the tiny corner of the space utilised as an actual library these days. If you make it through the Housing Benifit Horde without getting shivved in the kidneys you're rewarded with a dull little collection of books - dominated by cooking books for some fucking reason - on some stupid art deco shelves designed by some cunt that had a fetish for curves - meaning you only ever see about ten books before you have to go around a fucking corner. Apparently the staff have decided to shelve these books in no particular order (maybe they're just intimidated by the jealous and hostile glances by the illiterate Horde whenever they go upstairs) and anything on offer is all just as outdated as the Fiction section downstairs (they still have a Windows XP help manual on a sad little display stand).

Suffice to say, I didn't find anything helpful in the fucking place, but I did take out some DVD's that amount roughly to the £15 fine I had to pay which I have absolutely no intention of returning to the cunts.

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[Guest Wizardsleeve]

5 hours ago, Witheredscrote said:

I expect better from you Wiz. Just apologise to the man

You of all people should know better than to set high expectations on somebody like me!

Shame on you!